Imam Hussain  (A] Bids Farewell For the Last Time To Lady Zaynab [A]Part 16 - Imam Hussain in the Battlefield

After he had buried his baby, he met in duel with many a man who never stood a chance of emerging alive. He then charged the enemy troops who did not stand their ground in the face of his attacks.

Thereupon Omar bin Sa'ad yelled at the crowd;

"Mind! He is the son of the exterminator of the Arabs. Set upon him from every direction."

They rained him with 4,000 arrows. The soldiers cut him off his camp. 

He shouted, "O followers of Abi Sufian! If you are godless and you do not dread the Day of Judgement, be free in his world and recall your ancestry if you claim to be Arab".

Shimr exclaimed;

"What are you saying, son of Fatimah?"

Hussain ('a) replied;

"I am the one who is fighting you, and the women are not at fault. So long as I am alive, forbid your insolent thugs from harassing my inviolable".

Imam Hussain bade his family farewell for the second time and ordered them to show forbearance saying;

"Get ready for affliction, and be reassured that Allah is your protector; He will guard you against the evil of the enemy, turn your mishap into good, chastise your enemy with all sorts of torment, and compensate you for this tragedy with a plethora of bounties and dignity. So do not complain, and do not utter that which may degrade your lofty prestige".

Hussain ('a) turned to his daughter Sakina who was standing aloof, crying and lamenting. He stood by her showing sympathy and solace.  

"To lay down life, he forward surged,
Upon the foe, a lion converged.
Bedecked was he by an aureole crown,
Immortal fashioned from entrenched renown.
A conundrum he was indeed,
Signified glory, though heart did bleed
Splendid, dignified, distinguished,
Tormented, distraught, hurt, anguished.

Though with chivalry, to the end, he fought,
The renegades got the prize, sought"
"The job concluded, the camp ransacked,
For final departure, the hoodlums packed.
They called my guests by the 'prisoners' name,
(As prisoners left, as guests who came!)
With 'watery eyes'; and heaving swell,
(Shattered my being) I said, farewell".

A soul searing, sad finale
Woeful 'tis, but a glorious tale.
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